He would text me, asking me "How was his little girl was doing? Was she behaving?" Yes Daddy" I messaged back."Good! If you are a bad little girl, I'l...l have to punish you!"That message stayed thick within the air."Ohhhhhhhh! Would Daddy spank me?" Smile."I had evening class one night a week. He dropped me off and picked me up. He didn't like me trying to go home by myself in the dark. I didn't either. Sometimes he would give my classmate a ride as well.We had been messaging each other all day.. I let the revs climb before shifting from second to third gear. Once in third, I booted it, and quickly shifted to fourth before hitting my rev limited. In an attempt to pass me on the straight, she switched lanes too soon. Now, stuck behind a Toyota Corolla, she lost time before the car cleared her lane. I was already at 100 but she was gaining. At 130, I shifted to 5th and she was only a couple car lengths behind me over on the lane next to me. There was traffic ahead and I did not want to. Jean-Francois was just what I needed. He’s the kind of Black man that many of us sisters doubt still exists. He’s a God-fearing ( dude goes to church twice a week ), hard-working, law-abiding, university-educated, disease-free and gainfully employed heterosexual Black man who loves Black women. Oh, and he’s got no brats or ex-wives either. I checked. Yeah, I am lucky to have found someone like Jean-Francois. Not that I’m putting him on a pedestal or anything but he is a good man and he treats. But you know how he is. He won't leave until you at least hear what he has to say." "I know, but I'm still so mad at him", Alicia said as her son held her. His strong arms made her feel safe and secure, like everything would be alright."Okay", she said after taking a breath. "I'll hear what he has to say. Will you stay with me?" "Of course", Alex said. "Go and get dressed and we'll head downstairs."***A few minutes later, Alex and Alicia sat on the sofa, staring at Alex's father, William. "Why.